"Do you REALLY want to be President?"

Which is the other way of asking, 

"Do you have the FIRE in your belly, 

or are you doing this because someone told you you should? 

Hmmmm?"

And, of course, this is NOT about the current runners for President of the good ol' U. S. of A. Such, is just an example of what a few (that is, not very many at all) people on Planet Earth - the Prison Planet of the good ol' System d'Solar - must contend with when fully-engaged in their quest for the Great Prize, which goes by so many names it's hardly worth reminding anyone anymore (if you don't know those names, you are not even reading this; if you do know them, then you should have already jumped to the end of this piece saving at least a few minutes reading time.)

The Fire suggests something like, More passion, More fight, More emotional investment***. No one discovers the Great Prize who plays at this thing as some kind of part time hobby, they only do on the weekends - if that - or worse, once a month at "The Farm (or "The Ranch", or "The Getaway", or "The Facebook Groupers" or whatever they call what they are doing with their short lives) - where they practice an over-abundance of "religious/spiritual correctness," and "word-perfect retelling of lines and passages from their favorite book(s) of choice at the time," never stepping out of line, or acting "imperfect" in Any way, to Anyone... you know, lest they get Booted, or Banned, or Exiled!

No! The Great Prize is ev-ry-where, and there for Ev-Ry-One to discover for themselves, if they are able... under, around, behind, above, even inside every rock, table, mouse, computer screen, eyelid, eyeball, tongue, throat, hand, fold of gray-matter, strand of neural networking, and countless other places spread around the three-, four- and perhaps even five-dimensional spacetime continuum we somehow found ourselves trapped within for a fairly short period of time, bouncing off the walls, floor and ceiling, always looking, always searching for a suitable Way Out we can somehow squeeze through. (Good luck with that.)

You know what is really funny, sad, hilarious, strange, crazy, bizarre about so many of "the few" who claim to be "On The Road To Find Out?" Their readiness, and extreme willingness to ADMIT to the world, the year, day, hour, even MINUTE of their "Enlightenment,", achieving "Self-Realization," entering "Nirvana," scaling the levels to "Man Number 6, or even SEVEN!" and how they do their "exercises," "numbers," "practices," "meditations," "thought-stoppings," and countless other (supposed) PROOFS of their many attainments. (Usually, you will find them listed within their "About Me" link on their website.)

*** 

"The Fire is about an extra inner drive some have, and most don't.
A burning to achieve, NOT just "some success" but SUCCESS, at any cost. 
But it’s just an expression of course.
Just words that we toss around around to mean big things.
It’s easy enough to talk about it, and preach about it, and many people do all the time, but much harder to let it drive your daily, hourly, moment-by-moment activity.

• It’s a big attitude adjustment.
• It means that you’re tired of screwing up.
• It means that you stop excusing away your weaknesses.
• It means that you’re angry that you’re getting beat by your competitors.
• It means that you are eager to try again.
• It means that you find a way to get better.
• It means that you’re putting in every ounce of extra effort you have.
• It means that you get pushed down but don’t stay there.
• That’s what “fire in the belly” means.

It’s not a sometime thing.
It’s an “all the time” thing.
An attitude of being invincible.
Unstoppable.
Not perfect.
Not powerful.
Just determined" (Internet bit somewhere)